Meanwhile, Timor drives a van out of the hospital parking garage with his brother in the back. Don't as me how he got that much deadweight in there when the dude can barely lift a car battery.
Walter is getting all A Beautiful Mind on his multiple chalkboards, blasting opera on his record player while Peter and Astrid watch him quizzically. Olivia and Broyles find the three of them this way, and Peter turns down the stereo to say Walter's been in this state for three hours. Walter freaks out at the interruption of his tunes, but manages to pull himself together at the sight of Olivia and Broyles. "What a pleasant surprise," he lies, and dispatches Astrid to get them all some licorice. Because what else are FBI agents for? Broyles asks Walter if the cosmonaut is the killer, and Walter admits that it could be something in the cosmonaut. He thinks maybe he brought something back with him from a spacewalk. You know, like that guy on The X-Files that time. It always comes down to "like on The X-Files that time," doesn't it? Walter says it's "an organism capable of projecting itself without ever really leaving its host." He says he has to get back to "her," but first Broyles asks if they can call Timor's voice mail and tell him they'll be able to solve the formula. Olivia has to repeat the question before he'll give a confident, "Yes. I can dominate her, Agent Broyles. But first I need something from home." He heads for the exit, and Peter grabs his jacket to follow him, without a word. He does take the time for a smirk, though. There's always time for smirking. In fact, everyone seems to be taking this case pretty lightly except Broyles.
In the motel room, Timor has his brother laid out and hooked up to everything as he listens to his voice mail. The first one his from a very impressed-sounding HR guy at Hartswell Medical Center. "We're going to have a new home, brother," Timor says in subtitled Russian. The message from the HR guy concludes, "Call me when you get to town. We'll show you around Minneapolis," which I'm taking as a shout-out, even if nobody knew I would be recapping this episode when it was filmed, including me. The bowl of water Timor laid out for some reason is beginning to show ripples on its surface, which I'm suddenly convinced is the reason he laid it out. The second message is from Broyles, asking him to call about the formula. Suddenly the TV in the room turns itself on, tuned to a channel of static, and the lights flicker. Timor, knowing this drill, quickly hooks up a pair of jumper cables to his brother and says, "This is the only way to contain the shadow. Forgive me Alex. Forgive me." He throws some switches and turns some dials, as the shadow struggles to materialize above his brother's chest while Alex convulses in his coma. Timor does some more yelling at Alex in Russian, cranking the voltage and telling him to fight. Finally the shadow retreats back inside Alex, and his heartbeat settles at a healthy 54. Yeah, Timor scored an EKG from Costco, apparently. As Timor watches, though, the shadow starts to rise out of Alex again, and Timor has to zap him even harder and beg him to fight it even louder. He's sobbing by the time the shadow disappears again, plus when he's done his brother is flatlining, as if they didn't have enough problems already. Timor tells him to live, and the heartbeat comes back, without his even having to do CPR. Now that's a gifted nurse.